To say the piano was heavy would be a major understatement. To say the piano was a monolith, would still not give you the desired picture. To say that we could use it for a bomb shelter, is beginning to touch on the enormity of it. To say that even though I am not fully satisfied with the piano, but there is no way in the free world I am going to round up all those people and try and move it back, pretty much sums it up.

There were four men, an amazon sister and a rather weak Porkchop with all the professional piano moving equiment and people were STILL cursing me under their breath. I know owe people first born children, cookies, a few hours of research and a assortment of other things.

After the dust settled, and I really got a chance to look at the piano, I wasn't exactly happy. But, let me assure you, that baby elephant is going NO WHERE. It is staying RIGHT there. It works. While it may not be perfect, it works. And if we ever sell this house, it just might come with it.



Thank you to everyone who helped, even though I know you now hate me and will never speak to me again...